I Can't See The Sun, Because The Stars Are In My Eyes

October 26, 2012
By AnarchistHeartland ELITE, Washington, District Of Columbia
AnarchistHeartland ELITE, Washington, District Of Columbia
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Favorite Quote:
" Art is beauty everlasting "

Do I, echo some kind of

Forsaken truth?

Have I been a part of your

Elaborate ruse?

Where it's been, how it's seen

Can you find some peace of mind

On your way to someone new?

I give answers to the

Questions never asked

I drill holes in the identities of

Those who hide behind a mask

Drifting on, on and on

Can you find me standing at the cliff

Reflecting when I've gone?

I still carry you with me

As these words pour out like,

Ink spilled on to the page

And if I can still save you

From the dark that lights my heart

Wouldn't it surprise you to know

I guess it's so, your still the proud lover

Entangling me in your twisted love

You left me once

Don't you leave me twice

The author's comments:
Having once been blinded by love, and moving away from that opposition

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